Chen Luoyang raised his palm, and a black swastika symbol rotated Slowly in his palm.
Above his palm, a pitch-black Buddha gradually appeared in the void.
The Buddha sat in the lotus position and stretched out one palm.
The void at the center of the palm seemed to be distorted.
Under the influence of the power of the huge black Buddha, the surrounding time and space seemed to be distorted.
Shi Jing and the others, who were fleeing in all directions, all slowed down.
Even Nie Hua, whose sword light was like a rainbow, looked like he was standing on the spot at this moment.
"Buddha's Demonic Palm!"
Li Tai blurted out.
The martial art that Chen Luoyang was using now was one of the six unparalleled techniques of the Devil religion, Buddha's Demonic Palm.
The huge black Buddha floated in the air, pointing at the sky and drawing the earth, as if it was the sole ruler of the world.
With just a single move, the Four Great Martial Kings were already in a state of anxiety.
The distortion of the void seemed real and illusory. It not only affected real time and space, but it was also an additional effect after suppressing the minds of Shi Jing and the other three.
The combination of illusion and reality was mysterious.
Shi Jing, Nie Hua, and Li Tai could not help but look at Demon Monk Ming Fa.
The old monk wearing a black kasaya stopped and turned around, looking up at Chen Luoyang and the huge black Buddha.
His expression seemed to be angry and smiling at the same time. "Hierarch Chen is really good!"
Demon Monk Ming Fa turned to look at Elder Ming Jing and said with a strange smile, "Junior Brother Ming Jing, the facts have proven that I was right. You are finally the same as me.
However, we are brothers. If you want to learn Buddha's Demonic Palm, you can come to me directly. I would welcome you with open arms. Why do you need to seek the Devil religion?
Is it because the Devil religion has four palms, but I only have two? "
"Senior Brother Ming Fa, you are too serious. I did not join the Ancient God to pursue divine techniques." Elder Ming Jing put his palms together and said, "Senior Brother's wish is not my wish …"
"Bullsh * t!" The Devil Monk Ming Fa interrupted him sternly, "What I have learned is the orthodox combination of Zen and martial arts. The Buddha's Demonic Palm has entered the Devil religion and is only left with inferior martial arts skills. It is only used as a tool by them and buried in vain!"
His face was filled with grief and indignation as he looked at Chen Luoyang and the pitch-black Buddha in mid-air. "Hierarch Chen is so cunning. It's not enough to take our lives, yet you still want to play this game of cat and mouse?"
Shi Jing, Nie Hua, Li Tai, and the rest all had different expressions on their faces.
Many years ago, apart from the Heavenly Demon Blood, the Devil religion was actually one of the Five Great Absolute Arts.
At that time, a monk suddenly appeared in the Divine Land, nicknamed Sin Dhuta. He traveled the world by relying on the incomplete Tathagata Demonic Palm.
The Tathagata Demonic Palm was incomplete and only had four moves, but its power was already earth-shattering.
After that, Sin Dhuta was killed by the Hierarch of the Devil religion at that time, and the Tathagata Demon Palm Fragment fell into the hands of the Devil religion.
Devil religion's Five Great Peerless Arts became Six Great Arts.
According to legend, the Tathagata Demonic Palm was extremely powerful.
If it was complete, the Devil religion's Divine Art might not be the Heavenly Demon Blood anymore.
And outside of the Devil religion, before Sin Dhuta died, he left behind a lineage of inheritance.
This lineage was suppressed by the Devil religion and gradually declined.
About thirty years ago, Ming Fa betrayed the Qing Liang Temple and joined this lineage of inheritance. While inheriting the orthodoxy, he also received the Tathagata Demonic Palm.
But in his hands, the Divine Art was even more incomplete and only had two moves left.
Shi Jing, Nie Hua, and Li Tai looked at Ming Fa and understood.
The old monk might not have joined the Devil Monk lineage of inheritance because he coveted the Divine Art.
Otherwise, after so many years, he could have joined the Devil religion and learned all four moves of the Demonic Palm.
On the contrary, Ming Fa was even more hostile to the Devil religion than most people.
Chen Luoyang stood on the head of the Flood Dragon, his expression calm as he looked down at the Devil Monk Ming Fa.
The other party's expression was one of grief and indignation.
Chen Luoyang was a little speechless at that moment.
He didn't think that much at all …
The reason why he used the Tathagata Demonic Palm and not other martial arts was very simple.
Just one word.
Big.
Or, in other words, wide, wide.
The area it covered was big enough.
He was far away from Shi Jing, Ming Fa, and the others, unlike when he faced the Left Virtuous King Xiu Zhe's "Black Owl".
At such a distance, it was a little difficult to kill an expert of King Wu's level with a roar.
On this basis, the other party also wisely scattered and escaped in four directions.
The Great Sun Heavenly King Art was strong enough, but the area it covered was a little lacking.
The Tathagata Demonic Palm was just right.
But in the eyes of the Devil Monk Ming Fa, it was too much of a mockery. It was inevitable that he would feel grief and indignation.
"You really think too much …" Chen Luoyang cursed in his heart.
On the surface, he still looked calm and composed. "Hiding in the ravine, you are indeed like mice, but don't think too highly of yourself. To me, there is no fun in playing with you."
The Devil Monk Ming Fa laughed strangely. "Is that so?"
He suddenly raised his hands, both palms facing up.
As his palms condensed, a big black Buddha appeared in mid-air.
It was exactly the same as the martial concept of Chen Luoyang's Big Buddha on his palm.
The Tathagata Demonic Palm, fighting the Tathagata Demonic Palm!
It was just that the size and aura of the big black Buddha Ming Fa were weaker.
But immediately after, the Devil Monk Ming Fa shouted.
At this time, his pitch-black Buddha stood up and walked forward.
The road in front was filled with black gas, which actually condensed into the appearance of hell.
With every step the big black Buddha took, its aura and power increased by a lot.
What was even more shocking was that the big Buddha shadow formed by the palm intent was actually slowly solidifying, as if a real Buddha had descended into the world.
Just like the big black Buddha on Chen Luoyang's palm.
"This is … the fourth move of the Tathagata Demonic Palm, Step by Hell?!"
Shanghai Song and Nie Hua said at the same time.
Xiao Yuntian, Shi Jing, Li Tai, and Elder Ming Jing were also shocked.
As far as they knew, the Devil Monk Ming Fa should have only known two moves of the Tathagata Demonic Palm.
The first move, Demonic Salvation.
The second move, Flower Grasping Demon.
The other two moves of the Tathagata Demonic Palm had been lost in the Devil Monk lineage.
But unexpectedly, the lineage of the Devil Monk lineage painstakingly collected, summarized, and studied the legacy of the predecessors, worked hard generation after generation, and finally reappeared in Ming Fa's generation.
It was also the strongest move of the Four Demonic Palms of the Sinful Monk, Step by Hell!
This move was the most feared killer move of the Tathagata Demonic Palm.
Once this move was used, the Devil Monk Ming Fa would first die!
At the price of this, extreme power could be obtained.
King Wu of the Eleventh Realm, the Pericelestial Realm, Step by Hell was comparable to Emperor Wu's attack. He dared to say that no one under Emperor Wu could stop him!
Shi Jing and the others were also surprised. They did not expect the Devil Monk Ming Fa to have such a move. Moreover, he, who had always been cunning and cherished his life, wanted to fight the Devil religion Hierarch head on.
The three of them were slightly refreshed.
When the Devil religion Hierarch fought with the Black Emperor Seok previously, the strength he displayed was only at the Thirteenth Realm True Form level.
Ming Fa's life-risking attack was to finish the battle in one fell swoop.
If he decided the outcome with one move, he might have a chance …
Ming Fa's five senses and seven orifices began to bleed.
But his whole body flashed with black light, like a black gilded Buddha statue.
The Buddha formed by his palm intent took 18 steps.
It was as if it had crossed the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
Its strength reached an unprecedented peak!
"Since you are so obsessed with a few moves, you are in luck today." In the sky, above the Flood Dragon's head, Chen Luoyang's tone was indifferent.
"I will teach you a lesson."
After saying that, he slammed his palm down.
In mid-air, the palm force of the two pitch-black Buddhas collided with a loud bang!
The Buddha above was as steady as Mount Tai.
But on the palm of the Buddha below, thin red lines suddenly appeared.
The thin lines quickly spread and covered the whole body of the Buddha below.
The scene of the Eighteen Levels of Hell under the Buddha's feet also strangely appeared with red lines.
The real scene, at this moment, seemed to become illusory again.
From three-dimensional to flat.
As if it had become a flat picture scroll.
Then red cracks appeared on the picture scroll.
Then, pieces of it scattered.
The void also seemed to be dislocated, sliding and crisscrossing along the thin red lines.
Finally, the Buddha below and the scene of the Eighteen Levels of Hell were all broken.
Broken!
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